Ruck n Roll (Explicit)

Ruck n Roll (Explicit) - Heltah Skeltah

Good night Idaho You were great we love you

This last song is for you

It's Da Incredible amazing

Unbelievable yet mad basic you caught in a matrix

David Blaine Criss Angel The Mind Freak

I wave and bang ya sh*t dangle the mind leak

And ain't a thing for the gang to bang heaters

I keep my hands clean b**ch call me the gang leader

Sh*t you can call me commander in chief

When chiefing that damn **

And have me thinking in another language I can't teach ya

Writing rhymes when I'm around of ya mans sneakers

Have you appauled

Saying it's ya ghost or ya damn preacher but look

Lord have mercy Jesus Price P

I'm Sephlo Dollar he's just nice huh

Listen Hallelujah holla back

Hollow points leave ya head just like that Sleepy Hollow cat

I will Amadu in armored Starter cap

P the ambiance of a homicidal maniac P

Asia Africa Tokyo we love you

You you you you

Heltah Skeltah baby Ruck N f**king Roll

There's a method to this madness

First of all I'm anti wack sh*t

Second to flow gon' do backflips acrobatics

Roller coaster flow rope-a-d**e you hoes

Punchlines either open up or broke ya f**king nose

Cosa Nostra flow toasted from the shoulder holster blow BONG

Wet 'em dead a head a ni**a let them niggas know

I 'poke a nose' wit a icepick f**k the 'Resort'

Resort to violence and not them little f**king guitars

(F**king with R) R-O (U C) C (K) K to ya face

Insert the clip pop and pray

This is not hip hop hooray

This is push rocks a block away from the spot cuz it's hot ok

Listen Sean Price move belittle your squad

Like Omar worse than Little Canard muthaf**ka

Huh I ain't no Jim Carrey Ridder dog

But I carry a gem star I will give it to ya

Split 'em in four

Denmark Amsterdarm Oslo we love you

You f**king guys rock man Ruck N f**king Roll

You were awesome you guys have a great night

Psycho but like no b**ch a** niggas

Talking bout they such and such

But when I see 'em in the streets what

You cannot rhyme rhyme you should not rhyme rhyme

Your squad wack contracts you should not sign

Curtis Jack' got clapped about nine times

Murdered cats wit a gat you got nine lives

I got nine knives I got ten macks

Mack 10's clap them where ya friends at

Hold on if I said ya name it's probably not an attack

Probably not but it's probably a fact probably

You probably wack probably crack probably is that yo sh*t

Rhyme wit raps plus I can do that

Die to you fags now you say that I'm gay bashing

Ain't talking to them I'm talking to you

When I scream faggots

You lame asses gon' hate and bring glad in this

In more ways than one ain't that a b**ch

Good night folks it was great rocking with you guys

See Note and Frunkberg in the back of the merch table

We have T-Shirts CDs DVDs

Distilled hot dog water good night folks